tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86067142012-02-10T03:17:20.672-05:00zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.comBlogger4881100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-43654896250597132972012-01-26T00:01:00.005-05:002012-01-26T00:33:41.315-05:00

J'écris en français parceque je trouve qu'il necessaire. Je pense en français ce soir. Donc, je sais que je n'ai pas écrire dans mon journal pour un mois. Beaucoup d'evénements s'est passé dans ma vie que j'ai oublié certains d'entre eux. Haha.En decembre, je suis alleé chez moi pour visiter ma famille. C'était trés amusant. C'était gentil pour voir ma famille. Bien sûr, je suis allée à cheval.

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-76759508222132644612011-12-05T00:25:00.005-05:002011-12-06T13:56:15.774-05:00

Enjoy this video as we embrace the new month!Yes, it is of me haha. :) Click here: We Speak No Americano (Hand dance)

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I have not been updating this blog for a while, so it's about time that I do. It's that time of the year again, pre-exam season that is. I'm in my second last week of school, and things are starting to die down a little bit until finals arrive. Last few days were hell for me because I had two papers that were due today. Now I can breathe a little bit. I only have my last paper to submit on Friday

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-61230052161808750862011-10-08T14:43:00.007-04:002011-10-08T15:32:31.878-04:00

So this weekend is thanksgiving weekend in Canada, and because of that I feel that it's only appropriate for me to list down the things that I am thankful and grateful for.I am thankful for still being alive today. Still breathing and living, while letting myself to make mistakes in search of what life has to offer me.I am thankful for having the most loving, caring, supportive family one can ask

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-89676385352250934402011-09-07T17:36:00.005-04:002011-09-07T18:01:05.492-04:00

Been back for a couple of days now. Not much changed in Ottawa except for the bus routes and more construction. Students are flooding in the campus that I hate it so much. Everywhere has a huge line up. The university center is packed packed packed. Gosh I don't like one bit of this at all! Can't wait for next week when things die down a little bit, and I can actually run errands.I tremendously

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-74280358822244852422011-08-16T13:52:00.004-04:002011-08-16T14:06:33.219-04:00

I know we've started talking again now although not as frequent. Just "Hello's" and "How are you's" and "How's your summer been going", but I'm glad the silence between us has been cracked open. It's a new beginning like we just got to know each other. It's much better than nothing. I won't force any further communication with you. Hopefully time will do its work with that. I know that we somehow

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-50417050110172207592011-08-14T17:32:00.006-04:002011-08-14T18:03:08.056-04:00

I have a very unique talent of sleeping. I discovered this during my travels. I can sleep in any vehicle for as long as the journey lasts. Be it on a train, a bus, a plane, a car, you name it, I've done it! My longest record was 12 hours on an MPV from New Brunswick to Ottawa. Apparently this is an issue to my Mum. I'm planning on going to KL this weekend for one of my friend's birthday. I'm not

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-13881967809120076672011-08-12T18:53:00.005-04:002011-08-12T19:15:53.765-04:00

I've been wanting to go horseback riding for forever since I got back, and yesterday I fulfilled that. I went trotting with Apollo! Can I say that it was one of the best days of my life? Apollo is a 12 year-old black horse. I felt like I was just doing my own thing once I was on the saddle. Later during the day Mum kept on asking me if my butt hurts. Man, you have no idea how fulfilled I feel

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-41790292742102446192011-07-25T13:33:00.005-04:002011-07-25T15:00:52.992-04:00

"When you think of it, what do you feel?""Nothing"I lied. It's impossible to feel nothing. Give me any amount of time, I'm always going to feel something. Although it's something that I don't talk about anymore now, nor do I consciously think of, I still lived those moments. I was there. I felt it. It was a huge part of my life. Well, it was my life. It's something that I'd always cherish. The

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-6489383723868117162011-07-16T14:15:00.006-04:002011-07-25T14:45:06.034-04:00

There are times that I feel confused. Times like now. But I know better not to dwell upon it. I know that my future has been set for me, so what will be will be. All I can do is just live one day at a time, and live it to the fullest. And to be honest, so far I've been pretty contented with it. I've done things that I've not imagined doing.Through out my whole experience in life, I learnt to not

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-10808632103382103742011-06-13T23:58:00.006-04:002011-06-14T00:23:27.588-04:00

I haven't been feeling this way in a long, LONG time. But today I can't take it anymore. I'm at my breaking point.I got the news that a friend lost her father yesterday. I was deeply shocked and saddened by this. But, prior to this we weren't really talking because of something that happened. What's worse, even prior to that, we were close. I feel like now she's just ignoring me for the fact that

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-12725435943668731752011-06-12T03:47:00.010-04:002011-06-12T04:27:03.275-04:00

Guess who went to Backstreet Boys concert few days ago? :)It was actually a collab concert of New Kids On The Block and Backstreet Boys, calling it NKOTBSB. The concert was actually in Montreal, so a friend and I took the afternoon bus to Montreal. We arrived at 4pm, walked on St. Catherine street. If you know Montreal, St. Catherine is the famous street where all the shopping malls and shops are

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-9089122039693823002011-06-01T11:39:00.004-04:002011-06-01T11:58:13.609-04:00

I haven't been blogging a lot these days because I am enjoying the weather. Every time it's sunny, it's an excuse for me to be outside with friends to do something! It has been horrible last week where it was always raining. This week is going to be a nice change; sunny all the way! To celebrate the nice weather, my friends and I played tennis yesterday evening. So May has come to an end. It's

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-14292312519090115652011-05-08T18:57:00.004-04:002011-05-08T19:09:10.098-04:00

So I don't know if this is just a myth or it's something factual, but does Caucasian actually age faster than Asians? From my observations, an average 18 year-old caucasian would look like a 20-something-year-old person, while an average 18 year-old asian would look 16. Just look at those American/British celebrities. I would have never guessed that Adele is 22! I would actually think that she is

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-7333924241131809952011-04-26T22:18:00.004-04:002011-04-26T22:32:11.976-04:00

This is between you and I. But more so it is within me. How do I get to you? Shattering your wall down. Not as easy as I thought. You are critical. I can see right through you. So hollow. Just full of superficial happiness. They don't last long do they? It sucks. But that's why I'm here. I haven't figured out for how long. But I guess all we gotta do is just wait and see. I don't know if we've

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-29992769514749006952011-04-16T02:20:00.000-04:002011-04-16T02:21:20.701-04:00

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Sometimes it scares me so much how you can be so close to someone, and these days when that happens all I do is just runaway. It's easier that way. I don't have to deal with emotions and feelings. I should rephrase that. I don't want to deal with emotions and feelings! Oh boy aren't they just the most tedious, fragile things to deal with. I hate getting people hurt as well--so before it gets any

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-72811464362253255962011-03-23T00:02:00.004-04:002011-03-23T00:23:21.317-04:00

Often times I notice that whenever I want to feel disconnected from the outside world I would get myself caught up in a movie, or a book. Usually it is something that I could relate to. Perhaps I am cheating myself by doing that but it makes me feel better. It also feels somewhat real. As though I was part of the movie, or part of an incident in the book. I could see myself being in those

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I have never thought of myself as having any fears or phobias. I am pretty much open to anything and everything. I am not scared of heights, the dark, ghosts, creepy crawlies, you name it. In fact, I am a bit of a daredevil. I would do things that others would never do. I do not feel ashamed of screaming people's name in public, I do not feel ashamed singing out loud, I do not feel ashamed of

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-83039070360347943692011-03-09T01:03:00.009-05:002011-03-09T10:46:10.434-05:00

I have a problem with people who cannot move on and then harassing others cos of it. Shit happens but life goes on! And so should you. Let go off the past, or if you cherish it, just keep it to yourself. Those memories should just be within you. You DO NOT randomly (I'd argue more intentionally than randomly) message others and throw all these low blows at them. Just shows how childish and

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-84180915650545073932011-03-06T12:16:00.004-05:002011-03-06T12:30:37.396-05:00

...I can be a total camwh*re too. ;)

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-17220350106276271242011-02-14T14:45:00.006-05:002011-02-14T15:10:26.131-05:00

So today is one of the most commercialised day ever. How much did everyone spend prior and during this wonderful day? I am probably going to spend abt $5 at this Indian vegetarian restaurant, Govinda's, later with V. I haven't seen her in ages! So I guess that's a good cause to spend on Valentine's.I'm not dark about Valentine's. I just think, why pick a day to show your love when you can do that

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-7281108234098310162011-02-10T01:03:00.007-05:002011-02-10T01:23:21.938-05:00

As expected, CATS was phenomenal last night! And C enjoyed it too. It was the first time for C to watch CATS. C knew it was my 2nd CATS moment after 10 years. I have no other words for last night except that I had a really good time. And I'm glad I went despite having to write a midterm this morning. I believe in making time for anything because trust me, there's always time for other things. You

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Today was the beginning of what I would like to call the "Week of Hell". I had a midterm just now, as well as a paper due. I am so glad that it is over because it was also the worse day of this week. I have another midterm on Wednesday and Friday. On top of that, they will both be at 8:30 in the a.m! That should be fun. But now you know why I am calling this week the Week of Hell.You know what's

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-74566402725250798722011-02-01T02:29:00.003-05:002011-02-01T02:43:55.879-05:00

Sometimes I wonder, would things have been different if I were to see you before Christmas last year?Given that I actually had made time for you when you eagerly asked me out?I knew you weren't feeling the greatest with the condition you were in. But I barely knew you.When I went to NB for the winter break, I kept on wondering, have I made the right decision?Of choosing doing things with my

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-39622547810832782402011-01-31T02:29:00.009-05:002011-01-31T03:31:50.058-05:00

I live not to hurt people. In fact, it's the other way round. I'd do whatever that I can - that's within my capabilities - to ensure that the people around me are okay. Sometimes I feel like I overdo it. I guess I just have a big heart. I don't believe in not trying, nor not giving my all in whatever I do.I feel like I'm more than okay to undergo just about anything, without having any fear. I

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-20901858910473409092011-01-28T01:19:00.007-05:002011-01-28T01:56:23.582-05:00

I should have totally been asleep by now. But clearly sleep hasn't come to me yet. I guess writing would be good to make sleep come since less would be on my mind after I'm done writing.Do you ever believe about not mentioning something just so you won't jinx it? Part of me do. I don't know what's the logic behind it. But I guess you believe in what you believe. So most of the time I'd try to

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-11406937863885343332011-01-25T02:13:00.005-05:002011-01-25T02:36:00.372-05:00

I've come to realise that the gym is actually my sanctuary. I have to at least go there three times a week or I'd feel so incomplete. Don't ask me why. I started to become aware that it's been such an addiction when I was in New Brunswick for 2 weeks during the winter holidays. I think I even had withdrawals during those time.Lucky for me that one of Ryan's brother actually has a bench press and

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-42586416176721762322011-01-20T22:53:00.003-05:002011-01-20T22:56:03.577-05:00

---why do I even bother?

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Have you ever been in a crossroad where you feel the need to decide, but not really? Also, how early is early?I just currently have tons of questions on my mind. All with no clear answers. If anything that I've learned for the past few months, it is to not over-think. It's kind of hard when that's all I do! But for my own sanity, I shall take my own advice.I'm just feeling kind of jumbled up

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-90883750823579964902011-01-17T00:40:00.005-05:002011-01-17T00:54:11.345-05:00

I feel so contented today. I didn't do much yet I feel like today suffice me. I went to the gym with Brad and Sean. I got my skates sharpened. I did my laundry. I changed my sheets and duvet cover. I cleaned up my room and swept the rest of the house. I baked triple chocolate cookies. I'm feeling so so happy from all these things. Can life actually be this perfect? I guess it IS the little things

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-222186986530313212011-01-15T00:11:00.008-05:002011-01-15T00:33:02.613-05:00

I had a fairly good day today. I usually try to keep my Fridays free from classes, just because. So I only have a class today from 8:30am to 10:00. Then I made my visit to the walk-in clinic to finally get myself checked. I've been having this terrible runny nose for almost a week. I don't really think I have a cold since my throat isn't sore and my tongue is tasting fine. True enough, I actually

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-9002877839550812612011-01-06T03:40:00.006-05:002011-01-06T11:44:21.131-05:00

I'm having a lot of feelings lately. They are neither good or bad. But if I were to choose, I'd say they are good feelings. Even if they were bad, they were bad in a good way. Does it make sense? I hope it doesn't! Just because. :PI have so many things to tell. Too many actually. Cliché, but I don't know where to start. All I know is that I'm so contented with everything right now. Things have

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-50602105059010335612010-12-24T01:29:00.005-05:002010-12-27T16:25:21.157-05:00

I can't believe I've been in New Brunswick for 6 days now! I feel as though it's going by sooo fast. In a way I'm rather eager cos Christmas is around the corner! This is definitely one of my exciting Christmas. Ryan's family has just been so kind and warm. I've been helping Ryan's mum with all the wrappings and whatnots. See, Ryan has two other brothers. So I guess since they don't have a

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-46737621930088911522010-12-05T21:15:00.009-05:002010-12-05T21:39:59.918-05:00

These days I have always been so tired. I would feel sleepy by 7pm and will start yawning at 8pm. I'm in denial that it could actually be related to the fact that I am no longer 18 years old. Come on, 22 years old isn't so old. You're just more grown and wiser. Though, I learnt that someone wouldn't be completely mature until the age of 25. And that's how long I'll be avoiding the dating scene. :

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-89875001854866192432010-11-25T17:07:00.006-05:002010-11-25T17:34:00.323-05:00

This is my last night in Barcelona. It's 11.07pm. I've been here for a week now. Left Ottawa last Thursday night. Flew to Toronto, transited in Frankfurt and arrived Barcelona on Friday, the 19th.Crazy isn't it? But hey everyone has their own agenda. And mine is to conquer the world. (And also to see my parents!) Yes you read that right. I've been spending the whole week here with my parents and

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-76186364278531792052010-11-07T23:29:00.007-05:002010-11-08T00:53:07.318-05:00

My parents have always tried to keep my siblings and I on our feet. Back when we were kids, they have always told us the ugly truth about life. Straight-forwardly my parents told us that life is never going to be easy. They would always emphasis on the importance of education, the importance of being independent, self-reliant and responsible. They have never tried to sugarcoat anything that they

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-75429588761730180422010-11-01T00:38:00.006-04:002010-11-01T00:57:20.614-04:00

I just got back from New Brunswick (NB) with Ryan. And I'm so tired!Though I had a pretty good sleep on the train, I guess the one week's trip that I had while in NB was just exhausting. Mostly we were always driving and going places. I had a great time in NB. Ryan's parents invited me again for Christmas. :)Anyway, this is a quick update. A detailed one (hopefully with pictures if I'm not too

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-70183863280914483922010-10-17T23:00:00.003-04:002010-11-01T00:58:09.596-04:00

3.30am, it was totally normal and legal. ;)

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Today was the Canadian Thanksgiving. Yes, if you don't know there are two kinds of thanksgiving - the Canadian and the American one. The differences? They fall on different months, that's all. The one in Canada is in October and The States would be in November. I had 2 thanksgiving dinners this year. One was last week at Chris, JF and Laura's and the other was tonight at Ryan's friend's,

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-32896457860467126212010-10-10T17:10:00.005-04:002010-12-27T19:31:44.883-05:00

I swear that there are times I just wanna give up on life. I really do. When I think of what others made me go through, how badly I have been betrayed and hurt especially after all that I give - what's more left in me? What more do I have to give to feel better? What the fuck do I do to turn things around for my sake. I guess that's the problem with me. I always just give. It doesn't even matter

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-75901913034299047752010-10-07T00:41:00.014-04:002010-12-27T19:32:28.940-05:00

I had one of the nights of my life yesterday. I went to Jason Mraz's concert! It was amazing. I enjoyed myself so much listening to him singing. He has the voice of an angel. I was standing in the mosh pit - maybe not so much of a mosh pit in this case, but you get what I mean. I was on the floor. I could see his face so closely and so clearly. He was a little unshaved, but I could see his face

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-45594807610729673032010-10-05T10:14:00.031-04:002010-12-27T19:33:00.871-05:00

I woke up today with my nose stuffed! This is definitely the doings of the weather transition. I had to breathe through my mouth because breathing through my nose would simply suffocate me. I couldn't take it any longer and decided to get out of bed, blew my nose and had breakfast. My body is a little warm. I definitely don't wanna get the flu! I can't stand being sick. It'll take me forever to

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-84799520743718578182010-10-04T10:28:00.004-04:002010-12-27T19:33:47.264-05:00

I don't feel good. My throat's kind of sore. I went to bed early last night after swallowing two pills of painkiller. I feel slightly better. I have been up since 8.30am and I just don't feel like doing anything. It's very rare for me to get up to a shitty day, but when it does happen, it sucks! I just don't feel like doing anything except to stay in bed. Although we all know that's highly

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-81487587030949760212010-10-02T00:20:00.012-04:002010-12-27T19:43:55.091-05:00

So weekends are here and I'm so pumped! BUT, first and foremost, I must tell you that on Wednesday I made Shepherd's Pie and macarons from scratch! You read that right. If you have no flipping idea what those are, you were probably in the caves all this while. Yes, get offended by that. Haha. Well, DUH. Of course I'm kidding. Just google them up!So the Shepherd's Pie was easy to make. It's the

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-28766342117607290282010-09-28T23:59:00.004-04:002011-01-19T23:13:50.695-05:00

I guess I'm starting to blog more often than ever now. That's a lie. I used to get so into blogging during my high school days. Every night was a must! And sometimes two entries per day. I guess I was more expressive during those days. Or rather, I just like to reflect and remember things. I don't know. Either way, I still love writing. Getting back into blogging is giving me the chance to do

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-88832096531280526222010-09-27T23:43:00.006-04:002011-01-19T23:30:13.567-05:00

It's been a while since anyone's ever asked me that question. Truth be told I'm tired, broken, and restless. I feel like there's a very huge burden in me that's needed to be let out. Who knows how. I haven't found a remedy nor a solution. All I know is that I don't feel the same, and this has been going on for a while.I am affected so badly by past events. It seems so impossible to undo it.

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-4785033718533983952010-09-22T23:12:00.003-04:002011-01-19T23:32:50.580-05:00

Life is unfair isn't it? Well what's new about that. But I guess that I do have my moments when I wonder why we were put to go through what we went through, and the best part is that we just let it happen. It might hurt us so badly yet we're just letting ourselves to feel the pain. What's the logic in that?Sometimes I wonder if there's actually anything to do to stop everything from happening

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-55444900766631732512010-09-21T23:51:00.004-04:002011-01-19T23:34:59.088-05:00

I had a pretty good night today. Basically I finished class by 5.30pm, met up with Ryan at the Terminus and ended up going to Walmart with him. I needed to get new pillows anyway.It was 7.45pm when we were done with our shopping. The ridiculous thing was that, the next bus wouldn't arrive for 25mins. So we decided a crazy thing and walked all the way to Hurdman. That was like a 10 minute walk or

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-84710499420147809792010-09-15T19:20:00.008-04:002011-01-19T23:39:34.497-05:00

So I've been back to the city for 3 days now. There are a couple of changes:1) My address2) The capacity of people on campus3) The weather4) My classes5) My number (soon)This campus is definitely way too crowded! My shoulder is always brushing against someone else's...arm. Well I'm not the tallest person on Earth. Haha. At least I'm acceptive of it ha!After being under the warm sunny weather for

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-13237344167769122202010-09-01T17:42:00.006-04:002011-01-19T23:41:33.055-05:00

It's now the 2nd day of September. I usually try not to count the days I have left because really what is the point in that? I'm the kind of person who doesn't like to sweat off with things like this. It comes when it comes, won't it? After all, O-Town isn't bad for me. I like it there. I love home too, of course. But I'm just not very much affected by it.This does not conclude that I'm a

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-18464831540171746142010-08-26T12:51:00.006-04:002011-01-19T23:47:42.709-05:00

Growing up I wasn't the most patient person ever. Most times it was more ignorance than patience. I stood by the saying "ignorance is bliss" because it really is, although only to some certain extend. When you ignore, you just don't care anymore. As though you're giving up. Succumbing to defeat. But, when you're being patient, you're just giving something a rest, while trying to think clearly.

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-2125252525109754442010-08-23T12:48:00.002-04:002011-01-19T23:49:35.288-05:00

Today has been quite eventful for me. I arrived home from KL and came back to a sick sister. I went upstairs to see my sister lying on her bed, with a damped towel on her forehead. Her friend was there to accompany her. According to her, she was sick since early this morning and throughout her day in college. I touched her neck. It was hot. Right away, I dragged her out of bed and brought her to

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-85307206889112135862010-08-01T13:19:00.006-04:002011-01-19T23:52:17.339-05:00

Tonight is one of the quiet nights that I've always loved. I love the dimmed light glowing by my bedside table, the slow song playing soothingly on my radio, the comfortable familiar bed I'm on, the cool breeze from the air-cond filling up any of the warm spaces. I love this cozy room. It's been about a year since I last slept in here. I love how it is now. The environment. It's so quiet and

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-14081258927176248582010-06-23T14:06:00.009-04:002011-01-19T23:54:38.080-05:00

I JUST FELT AN EARTHQUAKE! Possibly 20 minutes ago.I was just sitting on my bed with my laptop on when the house suddenly started to shake. I was on the second floor. My first thought was "this couldn't be it". But it was shaking slowly, and then the speed started to elevate. My heart was racing fast, hoping that it would stop soon. I did not move. I was just sitting there.In my heart I was

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-25840391636371248812010-06-17T01:27:00.004-04:002011-08-09T19:26:05.317-04:00

I have about over a week left in Ottawa before I leave for Penang. I feel like I have a lot to do, a lot people to meet, but there's just not enough time. The fact that I still have a few classes left, assignments to hand in and a final exam to sit make it hard for me to just plan for anything. Today I was supposed to go to Collin's for dinner. He's been wanting to see me since last week. So did

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-29788698471079559682010-06-09T23:09:00.005-04:002011-08-09T19:22:07.324-04:00

Guess what's here? Yes, say hello to my 9700! ;) Soon I've got to say bye to my Samsung Vice, but I've never really liked this phone. Especially after my previous phone was the Nokia N73. The functions are so limited and the camera sucks! Furthermore, it's a CDMA phone. I can't use it abroad. I'm so pumped for the new BB!! New vs. Old; It's about time. :)

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-3369245956554170752010-06-05T02:22:00.007-04:002011-08-09T19:20:18.644-04:00

It's now 2.22am. If I were to make a wish now would my chance be doubled? Probably not. I wonder if wishes do actually mean anything. I feel that we've been hypnotized to believe that wishes do come true. But others would argue that it's just luck. I don't know. I'm so so skeptical these days. I don't hope, I don't wish, I no longer wait. Until things happen, I usually just live life in the

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-74314202493390902272010-05-25T13:06:00.004-04:002011-08-09T19:18:29.737-04:00

There's nothing more exquisite than something that comes from the heart. You may have all the equipments, but without the substance, you won't have me. :)

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-47248392972405290402010-05-21T02:34:00.012-04:002011-08-09T19:17:31.853-04:00

I think summer is finally here after having a very unstable weather last week. It was cold one day, and then hot the next. The weather has been nice since the beginning of this week. I rarely have time to go online anymore now that the sun is out. I actually love waking up early in the morning just to start the day. I'd say I had a very productive day. I woke up, did laundry, went out, went to

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-16712792580835199952010-05-17T01:00:00.014-04:002011-08-09T19:16:05.832-04:00

I am actually rather speechless now, but my heart is loaded with feelings. These few days have been wonderful and I need to unbottle them! I turned 22 last Friday. It took me a whole day today to recover after 2 days of my birthday celebration. I was overwhelmed. Truth be told, I had mixed feelings the night before my birthday. I didn't know why. Maybe turning a year older did actually mean

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-61126693202798355442010-05-07T01:50:00.007-04:002011-08-09T19:10:45.384-04:00

I had quite of a somewhat hectic week so far. It is all due to packing. The lease for my old house is ending next week hence I had to pack up all of my stuff in order to move out. I had no intention of continuing the lease whatsoever because: 1) I had a bad experience of it. 2) I want to stay with less people. 3) I want to stay in a cleaner environment. I noticed the thing about packing is that

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-40853321031437514402010-05-03T22:25:00.007-04:002011-08-09T19:05:51.801-04:00

I know that it has been my nature to always be curious. They say that curiosity killed the cat! I don't know which one though because Sylvester is still on TV, so is Tom and Garfield. Probably some poor neighbourhood cat. *prayers with you pussy kitty* Haha. :P So, last night I had difficulty sleeping. When this happens, I usually turn to the trusty Youtube. My fingers were actively fidgeting on

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-13277610127636513592010-05-01T14:00:00.005-04:002011-08-09T19:02:13.296-04:00

It's May now, what up! I had an amazing night last night. Went out with Dave and some of his friends. Met up with Pascal there and bumped into some other guys. Got home at about 3 in the A.M. Oh, how much I love life. :) Woke up at a decent hour this morning. Alright, it was at 10 o'clock. That is considerably good. I got right back at packing up my stuff. I'm almost done. Just taking a break

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-67282120115798984212010-04-30T09:42:00.009-04:002011-08-09T19:00:17.119-04:00

I had this spur of moment that I should start writing again. I have stopped writing in here for about almost a year now. Je ne sais pas si je vais écrire ici souvent, mais je vais essayer. (I don't know if I will write in here often, but I will try). I have finished my exams about a week ago. Right now I'm just enjoying life. I think I deserve that. I had my first celebration on Wednesday. It

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-11386975052814920452009-05-19T23:24:00.002-04:002010-04-29T17:47:09.040-04:00

So finally I'm taking this step.sueified.blogspot.com will be closed.I'm giving up writing and expressing myself.I hope everyone has a good life.Sue.

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-54742037975855539982009-05-19T21:21:00.003-04:002010-04-29T17:46:46.570-04:00

I feel shit. Nauseated and an urge to throw up so badly. I was fine the time we travelled. A few days on the plane.I had a crappy sleep last night. I keep on waking in the middle of the night feeling crappy and now I ended up with a major headache and the feel to throw up.There are a few changes in the house, and my room. I don't know if I like it.Anyway, the world is fucking unfair. I'll

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-29452213549568948762009-04-24T10:50:00.004-04:002010-04-29T17:45:17.058-04:00

I should go to Complicated Anonymous."Hi my name is Sue and I'm complicated"That sounds like a good way to introduce myself doesn't it?I don't know since when the complication in me started. I'm suspecting since I was a kid. (Or maybe not. Since I have fond memories of my childhood). Maybe since I was a teenager. Yes maybe that's it. It seems more credible to approximately assume this as that's

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-69305998607450060422009-04-14T23:49:00.003-04:002010-04-29T17:37:27.677-04:00

It's the utter of unfairness when I'm having my paper tomorrow and shit comes up.Utterly unfair when I'm left cluesless. What the fuck is the meaning to this shit?I wanna runaway.How can I convey what my mind says? I don't have the heart to.Inside I'm furious. I hate everyone fickle. Stand your ground damnit.I'm made of metal. Eat my metal shit. ;)

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-42491614506073066902009-04-06T01:52:00.004-04:002010-04-29T17:39:48.850-04:00

I'm writing this in the midst of doing my last assignment of the semester and it's economics. I thought it would be a brisk, but all of these data and graphs are wearing me out. And I need to get something out of my mind.Being out of the ordinary can sometimes be tough. You have to prove to others that you can and you have the will to be extraordinary. You have to have the strength and you have

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-19095092887502679972009-03-31T15:03:00.002-04:002010-04-29T17:40:55.260-04:00

It's You - Shayna Zaid.I love, watching your every move Trying to get close to you Seems like I'm falling in love I feel, heaven under my feet Wrapped up in silky sheets Come lay your head down next to me It's you who, I give the most to I'll let you go when you need room It's you who, I give my heart to Baby be careful, I've only got one I want to travel inside your mind And find out what you

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-65503273940910206392009-03-30T18:54:00.005-04:002010-04-29T17:35:10.863-04:00

I see you.I see your face.I feel what you feel.Untouchable, I know you are.For now.I'd never do you wrong.I'm in love with you.Yes you.Only we know what we feel.I told you I'd never do you wrong.Unreachable, I know you are.For now.I can't wait to see you again.Yo feel you.I wish I could text you.I wish I could call you.But the wait is worthwhile.Until I see you again.Don't think I don't think of

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-42440614407292630342009-03-29T23:30:00.003-04:002010-04-29T17:33:06.001-04:00

It's been 8 days. Impressive.Some things are unspoken.Wordless... I feel like I'm beyond words.I love to keep my thoughts to myself these days.It defeats the purpose of this blog I know.Oh well.I have so much to say. I just don't know where to start.Would it be wrong to plan my life ahead of time?

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-88650176272973992072009-03-24T18:10:00.003-04:002010-04-29T17:32:16.935-04:00

Dying in the mist of despair.Head can't be let up.When shittyness takes control.I feel the punching the shit out of someone.Being the person I'd never imagine being.But I know better than that.Though I wanna rip your heart out.And let the fucking dogs devour it mercilessly.Karma's a bitch.And you'll get your castigation soon.Just watch.I'll be on my thorn. Entertained.All I have to do is enjoy

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-63215355742578174302009-03-24T15:09:00.004-04:002010-04-29T17:29:34.778-04:00

Yesterday was day 2. And I was really happy.Things have been going so great.I don't wanna jinx it, But I am grateful.I hope to keep on going like this.I feel happy about things and about myself.Day 2 was successful. I want this to be a habit again.

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-90780997869512013632009-03-22T16:42:00.004-04:002010-04-29T17:29:05.862-04:00

This is a record to my vow.I want to stay true.Today is the start.I know I can do this.I shall prove that I can.

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-54632010368421123902009-03-06T18:00:00.005-05:002010-04-29T17:28:25.051-04:00

I like to think of myself as someone who's grounded. When it comes to relationships I don't jump from one to another. And I definitely believe that if something goes wrong, it's best to talk it out rather than finding an easy way out - breakup. What's the point of being with a person when you don't work things out together. Because when you choose to be in a relationship, you have chosen to be

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-34394897973884549102009-03-03T18:09:00.003-05:002010-04-29T17:24:30.931-04:00

In the bus looking out of the window.Trying hard to hold it in.Home. Arrived.Went up. Opened door.Sat down helplessly.Buried face.Cried.Alone.Solemn and grim.Who cares a heart of a person.Alone. Will always remain.In this foreign land.

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-7763526724083060152009-03-01T16:18:00.003-05:002010-04-29T17:20:01.909-04:00

I took this personality quiz and I find that they happen to be true. freaky. I'm not sure if you guys agree. But enjoy reading.Your view on yourself: You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. The type of

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-3946849674488976692009-02-23T01:42:00.014-05:002010-04-29T17:19:15.931-04:00

I've lived for over 20 fucking years. SUE YOU ROCK. I know I do, thanks.I'm currently staying up to read on some materials cos I am hard working like that. Lmao. Knowledge is power baby! I wanna get my house by the beach and a private jet to live around the world. So I have to. ;) But I'm on a break now and decided to do some random survey. Lol enjoy.1. First Name, age, and form : Sue, 20, and

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-45648994594799279522009-02-21T01:51:00.004-05:002010-04-29T17:23:32.565-04:00

I love writing. I don't know why but for some reason I do. I never find it a burden to write. I'd gladly take essays as homework, but only if they were fiction! I guess I find it more interesting that way as I could use my imagination. There's nothing better than expanding your own imagination. Your originality. I remember the days in school where teachers would read my essays in class.If I were

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-11632328403959214532009-02-18T12:52:00.007-05:002010-04-29T17:10:17.802-04:00

Here I am staring at the screen. Trying to motivate myself to finish up this darn assignment. But I just can't. I feel so down and demotivated. I can't get myself to do it. I tried staying up late a couple of nights now.. But not much's been done. Mostly I'd find myself staring at the ceiling and thinking. And the next thing I know I'd fall asleep.I've been feeling so drained out despite it's now

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-42374223417620142652009-02-18T12:37:00.006-05:002010-04-29T17:09:05.153-04:00

The Journey By: Sue Dzul Sitting down alone, Thinking and wondering, What’s bound to happen, In my wildest dream. It’s not like me, To just hurt somebody, It’s not like me, To get up and ask for sympathy.In reality I live,In reality I know, Giving up is not the reason, Why challenges are thrown. Who knew what I feel, Who knew what’s bothering me, Who knew why I’m not being mean, When deeply I’

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-87617616041142518842009-02-17T02:08:00.008-05:002010-04-29T17:01:50.361-04:00

I came across something that opened up my eyes today."Remember the ones who love you, and then be different because of it. Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have. You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special. To realize the value of a person... lose one".These words I read, could not make my mind stop thinking and dwelling over things in my life. Often

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-14045080627069471662009-02-01T01:11:00.004-05:002010-04-29T16:59:28.430-04:00

Tadaa! :D Lol.I decorated the ones in the middle.P/S: It's February!

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-82996421704008787262009-01-29T21:34:00.005-05:002010-04-29T16:58:55.372-04:00

My fortune cookie said (click to enlarge) :Which I agree. Won't be able to keep shite inside.honesty is the best policy.Bahaha! I look noseless!Smile. My mouth was full.

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In life we have to make decisions. I know how some people feel that it is a burden to make decisions. I used to be in that situation where I couldn't decide on anything. I tend to think too much of the consequences. I was worried that I might make the wrong decision and that it couldn't be undone. But I am sure that I wasn't the only one caught in situations like that.One of the biggest

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-25148177056884942002009-01-20T00:56:00.004-05:002010-04-29T16:57:34.446-04:00

...two years ago!!! Click here. I am only doing it now cos I can't sleep. The orders on the list has no significance.Five things in my bag1) Notebook for lecture notes.2) Textbooks sometimes.3) My room key.4) Winter necessities: gloves and scarf :)5) Stationery.Five things inside my wallet1) Student cards.2) Bankcards.3) Room card-key.4) Other assorted cards. 5) Significant pictures. Five things

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-18097041316688116052009-01-17T23:51:00.004-05:002010-04-29T16:57:08.702-04:00

14 years may seem like a long long time ago. But that was when I was diagnosed with Dengue Fever. Even for that long of a time, I remember everything most of the things clearly. I remember seeing myself sitting on a swing at my former nursery, with one of the babysitters sitting next to me. We were waiting for my mum to fetch me.I was quiet. I wasn't tired or anything, but I was energyless. My

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-44390063867757488972009-01-09T22:14:00.006-05:002010-04-29T16:42:00.691-04:00

Today when I woke up I was feeling happy. I know I was happy cos it was a new day. I am always looking forward to everyday. I love it especially when I am being greeted by the sunshine across my face in the morning. It gives me a sense of another day has passed by and a brand new day has arrived.However, I know the happiness that I feel is just temporary. In fact classes, time with friends, and

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-50409977262037818792009-01-07T14:35:00.003-05:002010-04-29T16:07:33.186-04:00

I'm now finding time between classes to write this down since it's been lingering at the back of my mind.I compared myself to the average teenagers (or young adults, since I'm in between). Most of them would rather go out to clubs partying, get wasted with fellow friends that has the same "interest" (the more you can chug the better!), grind themselves against sweaty strangers, and then come back

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-34187029654733394972009-01-03T10:27:00.004-05:002010-04-29T16:05:39.194-04:00

2009 is up. What are my new year's resolutions? I have one too many if I were to be specific. But basically all I want is for this year to be fulfilling with love, happiness and success, like most people would want I guess. I want things to be better than last year. I want less pain, less hurt, less struggling. I want more understanding, more compromise, more toleration.Everyone deserves to be

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-57640357332829425162008-12-05T20:40:00.004-05:002010-04-29T16:03:41.751-04:00

I feel so touched after watching this video. The world needs more love.Juan Mann, you inspire me. Hugs to all!

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Being in Canada makes me wanna experience a lot of things. All my life I've been wanting to do stuff like bungee jumping and all the things that you might do only once in your lifetime. I have something new to add up to that list now. While I'm here I want to go to Yukon or Yellowknife to witness the Northern Lights (Aurora Borealis).Oh. My. Wow. That will definitely be an experience. When the

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-17396953584142857882008-11-13T20:18:00.007-05:002010-04-29T16:01:37.048-04:00

So today I visited the Canadian War Museum. Compared to some of the museums I've been around the world nothing beats the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum in Japan so far. Maybe because I could relate more to the latter as my grandfather is one of the war survivors.The few things that I was impressed with the Canadian War Museum were that they have Hitler's real car, as well as a huge collection of

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-37002234810356312992008-11-12T23:22:00.008-05:002010-04-29T16:00:28.656-04:00

I noticed that I have been doing a poor job in updating my blog. But trust me it's unintentionally. I've just been so tired everyday when I arrive home. Since DST had ended we have been an hour behind which means sunset starts as early as 4.30pm. (Somehow that affects me physically).On the other hand, I'm glad that the weather lately has been bearable (or maybe I am just getting used to it). I

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-46113345628201866082008-10-11T12:35:00.010-04:002010-04-29T15:58:42.664-04:00

Often I ask myself, what's the point of life? What am I doing here?I feel empty and dry. What do I need to do? What should I do? Where do I start? How do I do it? How do I handle this? So so many questions when I am clueless. Such an irony eh? So many questions, zero answers. That's often the case.I asked myself, am I doing the right thing? Until what degree should I trust someone? Why do I ever

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-9216830069131961532008-10-01T23:36:00.003-04:002010-04-29T15:55:49.035-04:00

Life has been so eventful in Ottawa, I don't even know where to start! I am loving the place, the people, the environment. I'm slowly feeling at home. It's only been my 1st month (YES IT'S ALREADY BEEN ONE MONTH!!! FAST EH?) and I know there's A LOT more to experience! I'm kind of looking forward for winter because there's holiday! I know it'll be an exciting winter! (Won't it? :D)We celebrated

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-11901110530852152662008-09-21T12:02:00.003-04:002010-04-29T15:53:49.505-04:00

I was playing scrabble online with this person. It all started when she asked me, "What race?", here was how the conversation went:X: Where are you from?Me: Malaysia, but currently in Canada, you?X: Home neighbour.Me: S'pore?X: Ya Singapore, I'm Singaporean Chinese, you?Me: I'm Malaysian :)X: what race?Me: Heritage, you mean?X: Perakan?Me: If you don't know there's only one race in Malaysia, and

zelureushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09649950100457346184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606714.post-5064201340844996372008-09-16T17:27:00.006-04:002010-04-29T15:50:42.203-04:00

I have been raving about black squirrels in one of my posts before, and the other day when I went to Strathcona Park, I managed to take lots of pics of the squirrels. They were absolutely adorable especially when they were jumping about. There were also seagulls at the park. It's totally weird to have seagulls somewhere that's not the sea!Right now the weather here is not too bad. It gets cold

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